His Domineering Lover
Chapter 801

Adam went still first and then his entire body ignited.

Tina had been kept him abreast of Tracey's movements but he was still concerned.

Wasn't it fated that they should run into each other again?

He promised Ramiro to keep his identity a secret from Tracey.

So he would keep his word.

Resisting the temptation to crush her into his chest, he said, "It's okay."

Tracey drew back and eyed the man in front of her. He was tall and in a model-like shape.

He had chiseled features, very impressive.

His magnetic voice lingered by her ears and her heart was pounding.

D*mn it, she cursed inside, stop swooning!

Suppressing the special feeling in her heart, Tracey averted her eyes and left.

Adam watched the amazement in her eyes come and go like tides. To his great disappointment, she didn't remember him.

As Tracey's shoulder brushed across his, he felt something subtle.

It brought him back to years ago when he had run into her but she hadn't remembered a thing about him.

He'd stared at her face until she'd passed him.

That feeling magically overlapped how he felt now.

He watched Tracey from afar and then looked down at the desserts in his hand.

The rain became heavy now.

He frowned.

He recalled how Tracey had run over in the rain with an umbrella and then dashed into the nearest convenience store.

When he came back, Tracey was standing on the staircase with a big bag in her hand.

She bought a lot.

Tracey saw the man she had bumped into just now who was staring at her with gentle eyes.

She gave him a nod and then was about to run into the rain.

"Miss, you can use my umbrella." Adam stopped her and handed over the umbrella in his hand.

The violent rain lashing on the glass seemed to be persuading her to take it.

She shouldn't have tarried so long before the dessert cabinet.

"Thank you, sir. My car is nearby. I can run over."

"Your car must be in the parking lot over there. The cakes won't taste so good if get soaked." Adam said softly.

Tracey hesitated. She didn't want soaked cakes.

"What about you? You only get one umbrella," Tracey asked him.

"I'm a man. You need it more than I do." Adam put the umbrella in her hand.

Before he left, Tracey grabbed his sleeve and offered, "Maybe I can give you a ride?"

Adam's eyes lit up. His little bunny was still so warmhearted.

"Won't that trouble you too much?" He asked.

"Not at all. Let's go."

"Okay, let me hold the umbrella for you." Adam was so happy and took over the bags in Tracey's hand naturally.

Tracey froze for a second which made Adam realize how bizarre his behavior was in Tracey's eyes. "Well, it's heavy," he explained dryly. "You are a gentleman," Tracey praised.

They walked in the rain under the same umbrella.

Tracey inexplicably felt very safe by the man's side.

He tilted the umbrella to her side to make sure no raindrop could reach her while leaving his shoulder unprotected.

"Sir, your shoulder gets wet," she said with concern.

"It doesn't matter. I can do a little rain."

"I can do a little rain too."

"But I won't let you," Adam murmured.

"Sorry, did you say something?" Tracey did hear him.

"No."

He hoped the road to the parking lot could be longer so he could spend more time with her.

"So you like that cake shop?" He tried to find some topic.

"Yes, they have very good tiramisu and pound cake," Tracey said, her eyes glimmering.

Her face was so vivid that Adam felt like yanking her into a kiss.

But instead, he said, "I like the pound cake too."

"Really? You have a good taste, sir." Tracey gave him a naughty grin.

"Have you tried their mocha cookie? It's so good." He deliberately mentioned the cookie that Tracey used to like.

"Yes, I like that very much." She sounded excited.

"Then you have a good taste too," Adam smiled dotingly.